Oh Baby, why
On the airport with my fingers
Put together while I was praying for your lover
I wasn
I didn
But then I froze when you left me for another
Don
And don
Don
And don
Oh Well I waited on the corner of your street
And this night is ours whether you want it or you don
Well I picked you flowers and wrote you a poem
About a guy who owned the world but no women
Maybe you
I
Don
I can
I can
I can
Don
Don
Please don